Reading is not a chore.

When He Rongjin saw that others read one book every day, he also slowly flipped it. If he really talked about crying, the most painful thing was the cause of alcohol. Especially when he got addicted to alcohol at night, he tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep.

After a few days, my colleague saw his eyes deep and haggard, and said very unbearable, "You are so hardworking to cure Khan's illness, which really makes me sigh."

He Rongjin said: "It's easy to say, we should have worked hard together."

"yes."

Since then, everyone has been reading books and has been forgetting to eat and sleep.

He Rongjin was not lazy and had to read three books a day. Such speed naturally attracted everyone's praise.

A month later, Quezhu finally appeared in sight. He first clicked a group of people to leave, and then said to the remaining people: "You go back and wash up, and follow me to the hall to wait."

"yes."

He Rongjin was about to follow everyone out, but when he passed by Quezhu, he heard him greet him softly, "Is it good for half a month?"

He Rongjin smiled bitterly and said, "It's not short of food and clothing, only short of wine."

Quezhu said, "Let's last a few more days."

He Rongjin licked his lips and refused to speak. This month, he stole wine twice in the palace. The amount was not large, and the more he drank, the more greedy he became. If this continued, he could only find another goal.

Quezhu seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "The palace is unusual, you should be responsible."

He Rongjin changed the topic and said, "Why call people who are familiar with Western Qiang dialect?"

Quezhu said in a deep voice: "The Western Qiang is going to war. The doctor was either taken to serve as a military officer or hid in the mountains and hid. Where can I find a figure? I can only find it from the Central Plains. Fortunately, the Emperor and the Emperor have paid off. There are several good players in the Turks and Central Plains."

He Rongjin said: "The Western Qiang started a war? With the Turks?"

"No, it's a civil war." Quezhu smiled coldly, "Okay. After a civil war, no matter the outcome, the Western Qiang King was unable to get involved in the Turks."

He Rongjin said: "Where did the little Khan see that the King of Souls is involved in the Turks?"

Quezhu said: "When King Hunhun and King Min Min seized the throne, my father Khan predicted that King Min Min would be defeated."

"oh?"

Quezhu said: "King Min Min is kind and kind, so he should make such friends when he makes friends, but he is so kind to be the king."

He Rongjin nodded slowly and said, "So that's it."

"The King of Hunshun has shown his sharpness since he was a child, and he strives to be the first in everything. After becoming an adult, he shows his talent and strategy everywhere. The Western Qiang established his country with courage, so such people are naturally more loved by the people."

He Rongjin said: "Such people are naturally very dangerous to the Turks."

Quezhu said: "It's a pity that he won't be able to make any moves in the past ten years."

He Rongjin was silent.

"Don't you ask who his opponent is?" Quezhu suddenly said as He Rongjin walked out.

He Rongjin said: "Although I am proficient in the Western Qiang language, I know nothing about the Western Qiang national conditions. Even if you say the name, I don't know it, so why bother asking again?"

"Is that true?"

"Yes." He Rongjin stopped and turned around, "Does the little Khan have any instructions?"

Quezhu said, "Nothing. It's what you said. I'm late and I haven't found it."

He Rongjin frowned almost invisibly, "Oh, that's because they have no blessing."

The atmosphere in the hall is solemn.

He Rongjin stood behind everyone and looked at Shanali Khan from the gap between people. He lay sickly on the bed, his bones standing in his body, his eyes were dull, and he was more haggard than a month ago.

Qoju knelt on one knee next to him and whispered.

Shanari followed his words and slowly glanced over the person in front of him, and then nodded slowly.

Quezhu stood up and said, "Doctor Chu of Zhongyuan will first treat his father Khan."

The person standing in front of He Rongjin immediately said it in Zhongyuan's words.

The doctor Chu stepped forward as he said, put his hand on Shanari's pulse, frowned for a full stick of incense, and then retreated to a fat man with a sad face and thought hard.

Quezhu called another person again.

He Rongjin watched them go up one by one, all frowning and unable to understand, knowing that the hope for treatment of this disease is slim. However, when he heard Quezhu described it before, he felt that the possibility of poisoning was greater than that of the disease. Unfortunately, those books mostly talked about pathology, and even mentioned the poison easily, and have not seen similar symptoms yet.

The last person was the Turkic.

The man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Khan, I have a method to cure Khan's disease!"

Quezhu's eyes flashed: "What method?"

The man took out a bead the size of a longan from his arms and said, "It's this god bead."

Quezhu said: "What is this?"

The man said, "This bead is a god of heaven. Legend has it that the gods saw that there were so many troubles in the world and felt unbearable, so he lowered the god of heaven, hoping to relieve the pain of mortals. Unfortunately, there is only one god of heaven, and there are few porridges, how many people can be saved? What's more, this bead is weaker when used once, and the ancestors are afraid that the god of heaven will lose all their power in the end, so they can collect it, and they will use it even if they are absolutely necessary."

Quezhu said: "How to use it?"

The man said, "As long as you hold the beads in your mouth, the pain will be absorbed by the beads and the patient will be cured."

Quezhu said: "It really has such a miraculous effect?"

The man clasped his fists and said, "Even if a villain eats the courage of the ambition, he will never joke about Khan's life."

Quezhu looked at Shanali.

Shanali nodded slowly.

Quezhu said: "Prefer this bead."

The man placed the beads on the tray that the eunuch brought over to, and then handed them to Quezhu by the eunuch.

Quezhu sniffed, "It smells so good."

The man said, "This is the innate fragrance of the God Pearl."

Quezhu said: "Whether this method is true or false, it still needs to be verified, but your desire to offer treasures is commendable, so let's live in the palace first."

The man was overjoyed and said, "Thank you little Khan."

Quezhu said: "What's your name?"

The man said, "The villain should."

When Quezhu saw that everyone else stopped looking at him, she waved her hand and said, "You continue to find a way to cure my father's sweat!"

"yes."

Regardless of whether the God of Heaven Pearl mentioned in Pudong was true or false, there was a glimmer of hope. Quezhu was in a good mood, so he allowed He Rongjin to take his leave.

He Rongjin went straight to the wine shop in the city, took out a ingot of silver, hugged the wine jar and drank it.

The shopkeeper is the one who highly recommends wine. He smiled and said, "Look, I'm in love with wine."

He Rongjin took several sips before taking a breath and said, "I'm greedy for wine."

The shop guy said, "I'll help you fill your wine."

"Okay." After He Rongjin took off the wine bag, he also untied the gourd and "Fill it together."

"Okay."

After sucking the wineworm, He Rongjin felt that he had lived again. He remembered that Quezhu said that Tochi was not in Kyoto, so he went to the city hotel in person. The city hotel business was not good, so even the customer boss remembered it clearly even after a month.

"Oh, those two people lived here for ten days before leaving."

"Ten days?" He Rongjin frowned, "Do you remember when you left?"

The boss said: "This month's sixth."

He Rongjin's face darkened. When he told Quezhu, it was the 31st of last month. In other words, Quezhu did not send anyone here for the seven days since that day. Tochi and Bagoxi must have left without waiting for the echo and lost money.

I wonder if Quezhu is really busy or...

He narrowed his eyes, took a sip of the wine bag and took a leisurely sip.

The theory of the Heavenly God Pearl is too mysterious. At first, whether it is the Quezhu or He Rongjin, he never took it seriously. He thought it was a trick of cheating by the martial arts warlocks. Unexpectedly, three days later, Shanali's condition really improved. Not only could he sit up by himself, but his appetite also competed one day, and he woke up at night less often.

Shanali was overjoyed and rewarded Puppet more and named him the first imperial physician in the palace.

At this time, the person who sent a visit to Portugal was also returned, and he was a descendant of the Turkic genius doctor Bekoro at that time, and even made people believe in the legend of the Heavenly God Pearl, and even He Rongjin became a little skeptical.

For a time, the three words "Tianshen Pearl" spread throughout the world.
Chapter completed!